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Without a Clue and Homeless


Now, doesn't that sound like a NY Times Best Seller?! Greetings, friends and countrymen!

Finally, I have a moment to scribe a summary of the events since my last post.

After a 12 hour drive, an Accord-full of stuff, Kim, Georgia, Maddy the Beagle, and I arrived in Lexington, Kentucky, the evening of June 30. Amazingly, Georgia and Maddy did very well with only about four stops along the way. We visited with Kim's aunts, uncles and cousins until Sunday morning when we began the 8 hour drive through the West Virginia mountains. Being one who isn't used to a car with cruise, it's not a feature to use in that state. We arrived in Maryland the evening of July 3.

Flashing forward to today...the contents of our home have been in two air-conditioned storage units since Friday the 8th...Maddy the Beagle has been staying with friends of Kim's parents since the 4th...being a townhouse with three cats (two belonging to you) is interesting when one doesn't get along with the other two...sleeping is interesting since Miss G's pack-n-play (I'm sure she misses her crib) is in the bedroom Kim and I sleep - and until lately, she's been teething....and finding property up here is insanity. One house we put a bid on (forget contract, these are best bid wins) had 17 other bids put on it.

So, I've made reservations at the looney bin and will let you know that address should it become needed. :) Otherwise, we'll be in Mississippi for Georgia's 1st birthday on the 31st.

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